Evil charming husband, wanton love

Chapter 174 You are an asshole!
If you know Xiaobao's blood type, you must know that Xiaobao is not Huo Lichuan's son.

Could it be that he thought this son was born to her and someone else?

In his heart, is she such a woman?

He glared at Fu Sinian angrily, and said angrily, "You scumbag, you've gone too far, you're not responsible and you don't admit it. I thought you were nice to me today, and you still don't believe me!"

"Don't you think you have no responsibility for such a big matter, shouldn't you be responsible?"

"Did you pretend to be nice before? In fact, you don't want to be responsible, right!?"

That's your child!

Yin Shili's angry look made Fu Sinian dumbfounded.

"..." What did he do to him, why did he become a scumbag?
Fu Sinian laughed angrily: "I ran so far to help you clean up the mess, and even bought you porridge. I paid for your medical expenses. Are you calling me a scumbag?"

"Where is my scum?"

Fu Sinian stared at Yin Shili, wanting to drag this woman over and spank her ass twice!

Yin Shili lay on the bed with his head turned away, with an awkward expression on his face.

That small appearance made Fu Si Nian Zhang Er puzzled.

He laughed angrily, sat on the side of the bed, leaned over and gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me, what's wrong with me?"

The more Yin Shili thought about it, the more wronged he became.

He clearly guessed that Yin Xiaobao was his son, yet he pretended not to know!

I just want to deny it!

Yin Shili's eyes turned red immediately, how wronged her little face was, how wronged she was, she turned her head awkwardly: "I won't tell, you know it yourself!"

Fu Sinian: What do I know? Me? ?

Fu Sinian was so angry that he was speechless: "If you don't tell me, how would you know? I'm not a roundworm in your stomach. It's all right, stop making trouble, get up and drink porridge."

Yin Shili glanced at him contemptuously, turned his head away and said awkwardly: "I don't want to drink, I want to sleep!"

Fu Sinian: ...

Fu Sinian gritted his teeth and looked at the bowl of porridge and Yin Shili's awkward little face, speechless.

Looking at that stubborn little face, he was so angry that he wanted to kill her.

He stared at her coldly: "Get up, drink the porridge and sleep!"

After queuing for so long to buy porridge, and not knowing if the girl had eaten at night, seeing Yin Shili like this, his tone became a little harsher.

Yin Shili turned his head away, looking at his cold eyes from the corner of his eyes, feeling more and more depressed and wronged in his heart.

Woooooo, not only refused to admit it, but also murdered her!

She covered her head with the quilt and curled up in the quilt.

The obviously arched ball of the quilt looked pitiful, which made Fu Sinian's heart soften.

He stared at her angrily and amusedly for a long while, then said slowly: "You owe me a lot of money, if you are in a bad mood, I will give you a few points in interest, what do you think? "

"..." You and he are the father of the child, you don't pay child support, you don't admit it, and you want me to pay back the money?
Woooooo... Yin Shili felt even more uncomfortable in his heart.

asshole!

I don't want to talk to him anymore!
"That's all right, don't talk, don't talk to me, then pay me back [-] million, I don't want you to pay too much, and I don't need you to pay for today's medical expenses, are you generous?" Fu Sinian glanced at her and looked at her. The little ball in the quilt trembled for a bit, and then continued to speak, "Or, do you think you should add in today's medical expenses and make a clear calculation with the master."

Yin Shili: ...

Yin Shili threw off the quilt, revealed his small head, and said aggrieved and annoyed: "Fu Sinian, you are such a bastard, you still ask me for money if you don't give me child support?!"

Fu Sinian was stunned by the aggrieved and accusing eyes.

Fu Sinian: ...

Why should he pay child support?

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